
The sky erupts, a roaring sound,
As thunder rolls and shakes the ground.
A flash of light splits through the night,
A fleeting blaze, so fierce, so bright.
The clouds collide, a battle above,
A stormy dance, both wild and rough.
The lightning leaps, the heavens cry,
A fiery streak that scars the sky.
The world stands still, in awe, in fear,
As nature’s power draws so near.
Yet in the chaos, beauty’s found,
In every spark, in every sound.
Oh, thunder’s voice, so deep, so loud,
It speaks of storms, both fierce and proud.
And lightning’s flare, a fleeting art,
A glimpse of nature’s fiery heart.



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